Bouncey, Bouncey, Bouncey.....
What I saw when I looked out my sunroom windows this morning.



That's my Meelie No and her friends, Little Miss (remember Peaches?) and Little Mister.
Coffee...I need more coffee. And a shower. That should help. Where do these kids get this kind of energy?
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i don't know where they get it! My son wakes up at 7:00 a.m. every weekend, throws a shirt on while simultaneously running down the stairs yelling..."i'm going to go play Mom!"
The energy!
I would like to have just a little bit of that energy. Just a little.
I am amazed at how much a trampoline intimidates me nowadays. I used to be so fearless on those bad boys, but now I won't even so much as cut a forward flip.
--Alex @ Fusion of Fashion
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